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Lil Wayne
We here
I said we here
The back of Tha Carter
The back of Tha Carter....Two....Ooooh
Yea....This here is....the end of Tha Carter Two people
HEY! HaHa.Yea
Verse 1
I got the game on ball and chain
I threw the key in the DRAIN
I'm like A KEY IN A DROUGHT
I spent a G on these frames, though my vision is priceless
Seeing through you like a fkin psychic
Hearing through the grapevine, wanna hate mine
Say my name and die in the daytime
You catch my drift, man you better be Peyton
Boy the heats on, they make a peace bond
I'm in this b*tch, throwing up the seventeenth sign
Straight frowns, no daps, strapped three times
A Tec-11, AK 47, one Beretta, ready for whatever
Tell them p*ssy come together
Heavy wetter, nigg* super soaker wetter, nigg*
Six feet under flowers, you ain't nothing but a petal nigg*
I'm just a little nigg*, trying to be a civil nigg*
Thirty years old, s**t that'll be a different nigg*
Quit it Wayne, your Mom is listenin
But she ain't really trippin, 'cause the pots is piston
Them trippin, unitl the shots whistling'
Hear them bullets sizzle, like a cobra at attention
I gotta b*tch, and quit callin women girls
As long as she don't worry 'bout the coke in the kitchen
No preventing the crime, I gotta get it
I'm admitted to the game, true playa, no quittin
There you go s**ttin on a way a nigg* thinkin
Only history I know is Benjamin Franklin
This is the future and crime is to no one
I live everyday like this is the sure one
Train in the tidal wave, this is the ocean
Stand in the heat, 'til the mother fkin snow come
And it feels so fkin good
Throw my dope like a rope, let them tug and pull
No hope for the hopeless, rats and roaches
Runnin cross the porch, in the attic there's a fortune
Come and get it, automatics in motion
We bangin for the bread nigg*, even the molded
I got my loaf, I got my toast
Chaperone of the south, I got my coast. Yea
And unll I die I'm Da. Da Da Da Da. Da BEST RAPPER ALIVE
